Ellida (26 page)

“Come, baby, let me undress you,” Jack
whispered in a husky voice and unbuttoned her shirt. “Your clothes
must hurt.”

Astrid placed her hand over his and lifted
her eyes. “Tell me what happened to Lanni,” she said quietly. “Is
she going to be okay?”

“Lanni will be fine. I took Ingmar and Liv
with me. Liv healed her. I went after that bastard of her
husband.”

“Did you find him?”

“No. He crossed the Canadian border. I didn’t
have time to follow him there.”

“Because of me.”

Jack kissed her nose. “Of course. We’ll find
him, sooner or later.”

“I hope before he hurts somebody else. So Liv
turned Lanni?”

“It was either Liv or me. She wouldn’t have
made it otherwise.”

“Why didn’t you turn her into a
werewolf?”

“Liv said Lanni was better suited for a
Tell-Urugh than for a bleithast. Don’t think about that now. Just
relax.”

Astrid breathed out a deep sigh of relief.
“I’m glad she’s safe. Jack, what about Tristan? He phoned me to
come to The Watchman’s.”

“He was about to leave. I caught him at the
last moment. I wanted to surprise you.”

“Nice surprise,” she said, smiling.

“Just nice?”

“Okay, very nice. It saved you a lot of
trouble, if you need to know. I was pissed off, you know… I need a
shower now.”

Jack pulled her gently to her feet. “Let’s
have a shower, then. My bathroom or yours?”

THEY FINISHED undressing each other slowly,
leaving scattered clothing all the way to Jack’s bathroom.

Jack kissed her eyes, lips, neck, shoulders,
breasts and stomach. Astrid moved her lips across Jack’s shoulder
and neck. Her palms unhurriedly explored his chest, his back and
long, muscular thighs.

Jack cupped her chin and tilted it up until
he could look into her eyes. “Are you okay, baby?” he said
softly.

“Never been better,” she said in her deep,
wolfish voice, pressing her hot lips over Jack’s.

The lukewarm shower soothed her feverish,
oversensitive skin. Astrid turned around, leaning her back on
Jack’s chest, feeling the pressure of his rock-hard erection
between her thighs. Jack’s soapy hands unhurriedly traveled across
her torso, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples.

Time stopped. Neither of them knew how long
they stayed in the bathroom. When they came out, the sun was
setting, bathing their bedroom in golden light.

Jack walked Astrid to the bed, looking into
her eyes again. One moment, they were blue, the next they were
amber. Both spirits were still there, alert.

“Let me lick you dry,” Jack said and covered
her mouth with his. Astrid’s lips automatically parted, taking him
deep inside. He moved down to her throat and shoulders.

“Come here, baby,” he whispered a bit later,
pushing her gently toward the middle of the bed and sliding in
beside her.

So, this was the big night, Astrid thought,
smiling. Well, so far it was better than in her dreams. She let out
a deep, satisfying sigh and dived deep into the pleasure of Jack’s
hands and lips on her body.

A little bit later—or much later, she wasn’t
sure, and it didn’t matter—on the brink of release, she said,
panting, “Jack, I want you inside me. Is it okay now? I’ve been
longing to feel you inside me for such a long time. I can’t wait
anymore.”

“It’s okay, baby. In a minute. Before that…
Astrid, I touched and kissed every part of you. You need to do the
same before I take you. Don’t ask me how I know. Just a little
touch of your lips, Astrid. Could you do that for me?”

She opened her heavy lidded blue eyes. “Shhh,
stop talking. I don’t have much experience, but I do want to do
that, Jack. I would do anything for you. I love you insanely. I
want to taste you.”

She closed her eyes and lowered her head. Her
lips parted taking him inside.
Imagine it’s a popsicle
, she
chuckled silently remembering her dream. A very big popsicle,
indeed, she murmured to herself. She licked him, sucked him, kissed
him, enjoying the tangy and salty taste Jack was leaving on her
lips and tongue.

“It’s okay, Astrid. I want to take you now. I
want to be inside you, baby.”

She looked up at him and blushed. “Do you
remember what I told you when we were in the cabin? About our first
time?”

Jack let out a short laugh. Pulling her up
onto his body, he swiftly rolled with her, until she was lying on
her stomach. “I’m glad you brought that up, Miss Spock. That will
save me unnecessary explanations. It’s been a long foreplay,
sweetheart. It’s too much pressure for you. On your knees,
love.”

Jack pulled her toward him, parting her
thighs, exposing her shiny, moist sex to his view.

“Magnificent,” he murmured, and pushed gently
inside her slippery cleft.

She immediately felt Jack swell inside her
and her body’s automatic adjustment to him. It was a wonderful,
fulfilling sensation, exactly like in her dream.

So they do have the knots, although it
feels like it is more around the top than at the base,
her
rational brain concluded. The rest of her surrendered to the deep
pleasure of Jack’s hard flesh inside her hot, thirsty womb.
Stroking her breasts, squeezing them gently, rubbing her swollen
nipples and kissing her shoulders, Jack moved inside her in long,
deep, even strokes.

His head dipped and bit the soft curve of her
neck, not painful, and not gentle either.

She moved her hips faster in response to the
ultimate pleasure, eliciting Jack’s deeper and harder
penetration.

“Am I hurting you?” he said in hot, throaty
voice, very close to her ear. His teeth continued to nip her neck,
keeping her torso firmly pinned to the mattresses to control her
movement.

“No, oh, no… just don’t stop. Hold me, Jack.
” Her voice was thick with a primal satisfaction, yet light with
joy and excitement at the same time. “Oh, Jack, it’s too much!”

“I have you, baby…”

They moved their bodies toward climax in a
perfect rhythm, like two lovers who instinctively recognized each
other’s deepest needs.

Astrid moaned and cried, aware of Jack’s
heavy breathing and the frantic pounding of his heart, pressed to
her back. A split second before Jack released her neck and started
spilling himself into her, and her own climax swept throughout her
body, she heard her wolf howling, joining her mate. And then time
and space shrank into a single, white, pulsating star, and
exploded, pulling them both into oblivion.

“WHAT HAPPENED, Jack?” she whispered a
little bit later, still lying on her stomach, Jack’s solid, warm
body sprawled over her. “I lost a piece of time again.”

He laughed deeply, with an unmistakable note
of male pride in his voice. “You passed out for a moment.
Sometimes, if your orgasm’s hard enough, you can pass out. You know
that; it’s a medical fact.”

“I knew that theoretically,” she murmured
back.

“Now you know it empirically as well. How are
you feeling, baby, passing out aside?”

She giggled. “Like a million dollars!” She
turned her head and kissed him. “Jack, you just knotted me, on top
of everything, right?”

“Uh-huh.”

“It feels wonderful, but your knot is in the
wrong place.”

“It is not! It’s right where it is supposed
to be!”

She laughed hard, head buried in the pillow.
“Okay, okay,” she said, catching her breath. “It’s not where I
expected it to be, that’s what I was trying to say. It’s on the
head of your penis, not on its base, like in wolves.”

“That’s because I’m not a wolf, darling. In
fact, the gland starts at the base and runs to the top. It makes
the penis thicker, but as you could feel, it locked the top inside
your womb, not the base, as if in wolves.”

She stirred under him. “I had a dream once
about it, but I don’t recollect where it was. I want to see
it.”

“You continue wiggling your little ass, and
you won’t see it for a long time. You can have a close examination,
I don’t mind, once we’re unlocked. And I want to hear about your
dream.”

“Maybe one day. A knot at the base, once
locked, would actually restrict the movements, making them quick
and short, right?”

Jack laughed and gently bit her shoulder. “I
don’t know, love. I don’t have that type of knot on my dick. And I
believe I’m exactly the opposite of quick and short.”

“Oh, I couldn’t agree more, Jack Canagan,”
she said, and then continued murmuring something into the
pillow.

“What did you say?”

I said, “You’re long, thick and hard, just
the way I love it.”

“Thanks, ma’am.”

“You’re welcome. Now, I suppose my womb is
adjusted to accept it?" [<--]

“Correct.”

“But my uterus doesn’t look different than
humans’.”

“It’s a sort of ‘anatomy on demand’. It’s
relevant only when you have sex with a werewolf.”

“Ah. What about werewolf men and their
non-werewolf partners?”

“Sometimes the gland spontaneously swells
with other partners as well but usually there is no locking. They
feel us like, well, a plus-size. Some say a woman has to have some
of our blood in her to ‘turn on’ her partner’s gland, but I’m sure
it happens with anyone you deeply care about. When we give all we
have.”

“When we all give what we have…” Astrid
repeated softly. “What a way to say it, Jack! Beautiful!”

“It’s true. Not that we have a prejudice
against casual sex, not at all, but for us, love and sex often come
in the same package.”

“Well, it suits me, for sure. Back to the
knot, is it the last thing I need to know regarding our sex
life?”

“I saved the best for last. You know that we
have an above-average sex drive, don’t you?”

“I can live with that. What else?”

“We like variety, we like spontaneous sex,
anytime, anywhere. Pretty much all that kinky stuff you’ve been
mentioning all the time… Let me see your eyes, baby.”

Astrid turned her head and looked at Jack.
His own darkened eyes indicated his wolf was close. “Why are you
checking my eyes all the time?” she said.

“They’ll tell us when your spirits are
finally connected.”

“They’ll change permanently, won’t they?” It
was more a rhetorical question. “I’m wondering what the new color
would be.”

“I’m pretty sure about the new color, but
let’s wait a few more hours.”

Astrid tightened her inner muscles. Jack was
still firmly locked inside her.

“How long does it take?”

“For the knot to release? Depends. We can
release it very quickly manually. You’ll hear a loud pop. Do you
want me to?”

“No!”

“Normally it takes ten minutes to half an
hour.”

“And what will happen then?”

Jack gently kissed her shoulder. “Then the
pressure will start to build up again, and we’ll make love again. I
have to bring you to release every time, as often as possible. As
often as you need it, in other words. You must not wait long
between the two orgasms because too much arousal can be hard to
deal with for both of us.”

A tiny alarm went off in Astrid’s head. “Are
you going to be okay, Jack?”

Instead of answering, Jack concentrated on
her earlobe, nuzzling it gently. “Mmm, delicious… I’m sure I am.”
To back up his last statement, his flesh started swelling inside
her again.

“Wait, wait, turn me around first,” she said,
amused. “It’s my sexual energy that’s supposed to build up in no
time, not yours.”

Jack laughed and stopped moving his hips.
“You’re right. Tonight is all about you. Tomorrow I’ll show you my
sexual energy in action.”

“Jack, I’m serious. We don’t need to have
intercourse every time I need release, right? You can help me in
other ways?”

Jack laughed. “Astrid, it’s you who need to
have sex all night long, not me. I’m just an enthusiastic
participant. We can do that in alternative ways, oral option being
my favorite. And it seems you also liked it.”

“I know I need more practice, Jack, but yes,
I liked it a lot,” she said, feeling suddenly shy.

He moved his lips to her ears and whispered,
“And I liked what you did a lot, you know? I don’t care how much
experience you have. It was the best experience for
me
.”

Astrid chuckled. “I’m glad you liked it, but
I’m sure it was my wolf doing it, not me.”

“Oh, that was low, Miss Spock.
You
did
it and you liked it. I’m wondering what your wolf has to say about
it.”

A deep, sensual laugh came out of Astrid’s
throat, announcing her ever so close wolf.

“We loved it, Jack. Both of us.” She paused
and the color of her voice changed slightly when she continued.
“Jack, please make her join me. This is crazy. She’s so happy with
all this attention she’s getting, I’m not sure she’ll let us
connect.”

After a while, the knot eased, and Jack slid
out. He rolled them until Astrid was on the top of him. He framed
her head with his hands, studying her face.

“You are staring into my eyes again.”

“No, I just want to tell you how much I love
you.”

He closed his mouth over hers, in a deep,
sensual kiss, a sweet aftermath of their lovemaking.

AS JACK had predicted, the pressure quickly
continued to build, demanding to be released. Both Astrid’s spirits
stayed close to the surface. To the naked eye it was hard to tell
which one was dominant at a certain time. Astrid’s sexual response
was a better indicator: the wolf was more open, noisier, wilder,
more demanding. The other Astrid was incredibly gentle, soft and
passionate in a different way. A totally explosive combination,
Jack happily concluded.

Between lovemaking, they ate, rested, talked
and bathed, alternating between Jack’s shower bathroom and Astrid’s
king-size claw foot tub. Astrid was releasing an incredible amount
of energy, and she needed plenty of food, but this time she didn’t
want meat and opted for light meals.